TITLE: A Day in the Life of a Grim Reaper; Behind the Cloak and Sickle (Part12of30)
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: these characters do not belong to me, they belong to MGM, Showtime, the creator of Dead Like me, and the actors who portray them, please don't sue me, not that I have any money or anything you'd want!
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…)
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: Roxy's replacement, Colvin comes to town, and decides to squat at the house, and hit on the gals! How will everyone react, will they be begging Roxy to come back?
AUTHORS NOTES: so who is all has read all of these stories so far!? Hehe… hope you all like, this one was really easy to write, I think that the next one will be the last in this time frame, I'm hoping to have Colt put in about five more crosses fingers but it all depends on what happens in the next time jump and how long we need to stay here…. Please keep the kind words coming cause its nice to know that people are reading and enjoying! Hugz and kissez to everyone who does read this regularly, and as always a special thanx to my slave driver Moonie, if she weren't here encouraging me I wouldn't be getting so many parts done! Now on with the lovely story….
Two days in a row of being awoken by the doorbell, this was not a good sign. When I opened the door this time, Rube was standing there with a guy I had never met. He was blond with green eyes, kind of tall, very all-American.
"Good morning Peanut!" Rube said, almost chipper.
"Good morning, uh come in, I'll go wake everyone."
He nodded, and I proceeded downstairs, and knocked on Daisy's door.
"Rube's here," I told her. "I'd advise you get dressed cause he's got someone new with him."
Daisy nodded, and I closed the door and went upstairs to wake Mason. Sometimes I think that this system is flawed. If Daisy would get out of bed to open door then she'd only have to go upstairs, not down then up, then back down. If I was an anime character there'd be a giant animated sweat drop coming down my forehead right about now. I went into my room, and Mason was sitting up in bed grinning.
"Wipe that smirk off your face," I told him, he pouted. "Don't give me that look, Rube's here again."
"Again!? What did we do now?"
"I don't think we did anything wrong, he's got a new person with him, so I'd advise you get dressed today."
"Male or female?"
I smacked him. "Doesn't matter."
"I don't get a hint?"
I shook my head, and put on a pair of jeans, and T-shirt. I still found it nice to be able to dress casual in the morning. Mason put on a pair of sweatpants, and a long sleeved shirt. We went downstairs, and again Rube had invaded our kitchen to make coffee. I really wish he wouldn't do that I feel dumb standing in my house while someone else is doing something.
"Who's this?" Mason asked.
"Hi, I'm Colvin," he said, with a Texas accent. He held out his hand.
"Mason," he said, shaking his hand.
He smiled at me. "Beautiful, what would your name be?"
"Taken," I growled.
He sighed, and then saw Daisy. "And this lovely creature here is?" He took her hand and kissed it.
"Daisy," she replied.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady."
"Down Romeo."
He back off, though I had a feeling that he was going to be pursuing us relentlessly, I missed Roxy already. Daisy and I both poured ourselves cups of the fresh coffee that Rube had been kind enough to make, and sat down at the kitchen table. Mason stood behind me, his arms around me protectively. Like he'd think I'd ever go for a guy like that in a million years! I hate jock types, they're so boring. Besides, if I did like that type would I have ever done ANYTHING with Mason. He's so cute when he's insecure!
"All right, so you've all met Colvin, he's Roxy's replacement, he doesn't have a day job, just like the rest of you," Rube said, sitting down across from Mason and me. "He's also going to need a place to crash till he finds his own."
I looked at Daisy, and then looked up at Mason. We all had the same idea, we didn't want him in our house. Sure there was plenty of room, but we didn't want someone living in our living room!
"You're not suggesting what I think you're suggesting are you Rube?" Mason asked.
"Only for a few days, this place is huge, I won't overstay my welcome," Colvin said, smiling at us.
"It's just we're all in a routine around here, and another person in the house will screw everything up."
"I won't stay very long, I promise."
I knew that this guy was not going to back down, and that none of us would be able to get him to change his mind. After a few more minutes of arguing, just in case we had gotten the wrong impression, we decided to stop wasting time. So the annoying Texan was going to be living for us for a while, I hope that he really did decide to stay only a little while. Rube handed us each our post-its, and Colvin proceeded to go outside to get some shit. I had a funny feeling that Colvin had stayed the night at Rube's and it had not gone well, and he decided to pawn him on us as a punishment for making Roxy leave.
I looked at my post-it, and I had half an hour to get there. "I'm borrowing the car, I'll call when I get to school, and one of you can pick it up!" I called, grabbing my coat and running out the door.
I got into the car, and drove to where I had to be, a mall today. People really do die just about everywhere. I parked, and went inside, I looked at my watch, and had ten minutes before D. Waits was to die, and less then half an hour before my first class started. The way today had gone I had a funny feeling that this was going to be a hard soul to get over. I picked up my phone and called the house.
"Hello!" I heard Colvin say.
"What the fuck are you doing answering our phone!" I heard Mason scream in the background. "Give me that fuck ass!"
"Hi," I said, when I was sure it was him.
"Hey Georgie, are you done?"
"Not quite, could you meet me at the school I have a feeling this one's gonna be hard one and I need to get to class."
"All right, can you believe that little shit actually picked up the phone!"
I smiled. "I guess we're going to have to lay down some rules while he's around."
Mason sighed. "Georgie, can't we just kick him out?"
"We told him he can stay for a little while, he'll stay for a little while."
"Fine, anyway I'm going to let you go so I can get over to the school, all right."
"Thank you, have I ever mentioned how much I love you?"
"You can mention it again."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too." Silence. "Don't fucking look at me like that! Not, you Georgie, I've gotta go, bye." I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to him. I laughed, Colvin was messing with the wrong person. I put the phone in my pocket and proceeded into the mall in the place where D. Waits was supposed to die in now, five minutes. I looked around and the place was pretty busy. I looked around, looking for anything that seemed like a risk factor, then I saw a graveling playing by an open escalator pit.
I looked at my watch one minute, then I saw a girl with tons of bags, rushing toward where the men were working on the escalator. I reached over and took her soul. She didn't seem to be looking where she was going, and just continued walking. She had headphones on and didn't hear the repair guys screaming at her to stop. She tripped right into the pit, her bags flying everywhere, and she landed on her head.
I walked passed the escalator, and looked down in the pit. She was the bottom, kind of folded up with bags and stuff all over her, a crowd was starting to form, so I motioned for her to follow me, which she did.
"What's going on?" she asked confused.
"You're dead."
"Oh, so what happens now."
"Well if you're ready to go you cross over, but if not I need to help you with that, so come with me." She began following me. "All right, I lied, just come with me, I have a class but I have a friend who's really good at this stuff, and he'll help you realize whatever you need to before you can move on."
She nodded. "Um, so what are you exactly?"
"A grim reaper, as is my friend."
"If you're a grim reaper why are you in such a hurry?"
"Well, grim reapers perform a service for people, but occasionally the trying to have an afterlife gets in the way, that's why we work in groups, so my friend's going to meet us on campus, and help you with whatever you need to do, when he'd done you'll see a nice lights show, and you'll go wherever it is you dead people go."
"I'm not become like you am I?"
"No, I wouldn't be here if you were replacing me." She nodded, and we got to the car. She looked at it, and I got in and unlocked the door. "Well get in, I'm going to be late."
She shrugged. "So what's your name? I'm Darla."
"George."
"And your friend's name?"
"Mason."
"What language do you think in?"
"Uh, English, can we please stop the twenty one questions?"
"Well how am I supposed to get to know you?"
"You're not supposed to get to know me, you're supposed to be moving on."
She sighed, loudly. "Well, this is just no fun."
"I would suspect that the fun part of being dead comes after you cross over."
"You haven't yet?"
"No, that's why I'm undead."
"Oh, I see. So how does the undead thing work?"
"Well, for me I replaced the reaper that took my soul."
She nodded. "So that means that I can't be undead?"
"Yeah, I think it does."
She nodded. "Well that hardly seems fair cause you look like you'd rather be dead dead, and I wanna be undead and I can't."
"Life's not fair."
"This isn't life."
"Then death isn't fair either."
She growled at me. "Well this isn't much fun. Maybe your friend will be more fun!"
I shrugged. "Who knows, well look at that we're almost there, and I have ten minutes to spare before class. I pulled up to the school, and Mason was sitting on the sidewalk. I got out of the car, tossed him the keys, and as we passed by each other, I grabbed him, and kissed him.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"I just felt like it, I'll see you after class, sexy," I whispered in his ear.
"Tonight's gonna be fun Georgie!"
I smiled and went to class. I sat down, and wondered what kind of day Mason would have with Colvin and a wayward soul. I was really glad that I had classes all day that day. My classes actually went pretty well that day. When I was done at school I decided that I didn't really want to go home right away to see how things were working out with Colvin and what had happened with Darla. I passed by the park and sure enough Reggie was there swinging. I walked over to her and she stopped.
"What's up?" I asked her.
"Not too much, my mom got mad at me today for defending my dad," she explained.
"What did she say that made you feel you had to defend him?" I asked.
"She told me that he was having tons of affairs, and I told her that it was all in her head."
If only the poor kid knew the truth about her father. Part of me wanted to tell her about what happened at school the other day, but I decided that what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
I half heartedly smiled at her. "I'm sure your mom has her reasons for thinking like that, and you have your reasons for believing that your dad isn't just some regular old guy."
She smiled. "I can see what you're saying, but it's hard to have a different opinion then my mom."
Don't I know it! "I know how that feels, but you have to always remember that they are your parents and they love you."
She hugged me. "I know it's just hard right now. I really should be at home, as much as I don't like being there when they're both there."
I nodded. "Yeah, me too, one of my roommate's cousin's are in town, and I think that my other roommate will need a break."
"Thank you for listening, for what little bit we got to talk."
"I'm always here for you, remember that Reggie."
She nodded, and headed off in the direction of her place. I sat there thinking for a little while, before I decided to go back to my own place. When I opened the door, I was greeted by yelling. Daisy was screaming at Colvin about something. Mason was sitting on the couch. Darla was sitting next to him, trying to cuddle with him, but Mason kept on moving.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked.
"This pace is fun!!" Darla exclaimed. "Although this guy isn't."
"She says she won't go until she has one more, you know, romp in earthly delights."
"Not with my boyfriend you won't! Why don't you go after Colvin?"
"I wouldn't go after that with a twenty foot pole!"
I laughed. "It's good to know that Daisy and I aren't the only ones who don't wanna touch him."
"Keep your filthy little hands off of me! I have a soul to take, now if you'll excuse me!" Daisy yelled, slamming the door in Colvin's face."So I'm not getting my last request?" asked Darla.
"Your only option is Colvin."
She shrugged. "So how does one move on?"
"Well when you're ready you see a light show, and you go toward, and then who knows what happens after that."
A few minutes later she saw the light show, which looked like Woodstock, I thought she was a flower child. Once she was gone I turned to Mason, and we both went up to our room. Unfortunately before we could even kiss Colvin was rapping on the door.
"Get rid of him," I hissed at Mason.
He nodded. "That was the plan Georgie."
"We're busy!"
Instead of doing the polite thing, he opened the door, and walked into the room. "I don't like it when people close their doors, it gives me the creeps," he explained.
"It gives people behind said close door privacy," Mason told him.
"Who needs privacy, it's so overrated."
"In this place we value our privacy, and expect anyone, even unwanted guests to respect our privacy."
He shrugged, and jumped onto the bed. I grumbled, and proceeded to leave the room.
"Georgie! Come back here!" Mason exclaimed, coming after me, Colvin followed. "Look we're going out, don't do anything while we're gone!"
Mason grabbed my hand, and we went out the door. Daisy was sitting in the car, listening to the radio. We got into the backseat.
"I thought you had a soul?" I asked her.
"I lied," she responded. "I'll drive you wherever you want to go!"
"All right."
"I want some time with Georgie, you remember that place I was telling you about earlier today?" Mason asked."Yeah, I remember where you told me it was," Daisy replied.
"Take us there, I think Georgie needs to go."
So I was going with Mason to some mystery destination. Daisy dropped us off and to my surprise we seemed to be at a boxing place of some sort. He took my hand and we walked in. As soon as we did the few people there, turned around to look who was entering.
"Mason!" an older guy exclaimed. "What has it been now ten years?"
"Yeah, probably something like that. This is my girl George, I'm going to help her get some stress out, some people have been bugging her of late."
The guy nodded. "You never change, I swear you have that Dick Clark non-aging gene!"
Mason grinned. "Some of us are just lucky I guess."
He gave us each a pair of gloves, and something to protect your head. Mason also bought some mouth guards, and we proceeded to step into the ring. We still hadn't put in the mouth guards, nor the glove for the hand holding it.
"Have you done this before?" he asked.
"No," I replied.
"It's really easy, you just kind of go around trying to hit me, and block my punches. It gets stress out. Keep it about the belt, and when you think that you're calm, we'll go back home." I nodded, and we both put the rest of the stuff on. I giggled when I saw Mason in the get up, but soon realized that I probably looked just as stupid, if not more. I started punching him, and at first he let me hit him. After a few minutes he started tapping me back, and we had a lot of fun. Neither of us hurt each other, but it really did relive a lot of my stress. I hardly remember that my father had hit on me, or Millie, whoever. I almost forgot that Colvin was going to be staying with us for a little while longer yet, it felt good to be out doing something different with Mason. We stayed there about an hour, until a couple of guys came in and looked like they wanted to fight. We returned the stuff, accept for the mouth guards, and decided to walk home instead of calling Daisy to pick us up. We got outside and he took my hand.
"Feel a little better?" he asked.
"Yeah, I do thank you." I stopped, and leaned over to kiss him. We kissed for a moment before we proceeded on our walk.
"So did you think Darla was hot?" I asked him.
"No, she kinda scared me, I wouldn't have done anything with her even if I wasn't completely in love with you," he answered.
I smiled. "That's nice to know. So how long do you think we'll be stuck with Colvin?"
"Until we tell him to get the fuck out."
"Can we do it when we get home?"
Mason laughed. "We'll give him a couple nights, maybe help prove me wrong."
I shrugged. "I somehow doubt it."
He nodded. "Yeah, we said he could crash there for a little while, so we'll let him stay for a few days, what's the worse that could happen?"
End
End notes: stay tuned for part 13, when the worst does happen when Colvin has been there a week and still doesn't get a clue! How will they ever get rid of him? Will they get Roxy to come back? Keep reading… FYI for anyone who reads this and was wondering about rockstar boy Colt he is coming soon!! He's not going to be an ass like Colvin I promise! Hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: these characters do not belong to me, they belong to MGM, Showtime, the creator of Dead Like me, and the actors who portray them, please don't sue me, not that I have any money or anything you'd want!
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…)
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: Roxy's replacement, Colvin comes to town, and decides to squat at the house, and hit on the gals! How will everyone react, will they be begging Roxy to come back?
AUTHORS NOTES: so who is all has read all of these stories so far!? Hehe… hope you all like, this one was really easy to write, I think that the next one will be the last in this time frame, I'm hoping to have Colt put in about five more crosses fingers but it all depends on what happens in the next time jump and how long we need to stay here…. Please keep the kind words coming cause its nice to know that people are reading and enjoying! Hugz and kissez to everyone who does read this regularly, and as always a special thanx to my slave driver Moonie, if she weren't here encouraging me I wouldn't be getting so many parts done! Now on with the lovely story….
Two days in a row of being awoken by the doorbell, this was not a good sign. When I opened the door this time, Rube was standing there with a guy I had never met. He was blond with green eyes, kind of tall, very all-American.
"Good morning Peanut!" Rube said, almost chipper.
"Good morning, uh come in, I'll go wake everyone."
He nodded, and I proceeded downstairs, and knocked on Daisy's door.
"Rube's here," I told her. "I'd advise you get dressed cause he's got someone new with him."
Daisy nodded, and I closed the door and went upstairs to wake Mason. Sometimes I think that this system is flawed. If Daisy would get out of bed to open door then she'd only have to go upstairs, not down then up, then back down. If I was an anime character there'd be a giant animated sweat drop coming down my forehead right about now. I went into my room, and Mason was sitting up in bed grinning.
"Wipe that smirk off your face," I told him, he pouted. "Don't give me that look, Rube's here again."
"Again!? What did we do now?"
"I don't think we did anything wrong, he's got a new person with him, so I'd advise you get dressed today."
"Male or female?"
I smacked him. "Doesn't matter."
"I don't get a hint?"
I shook my head, and put on a pair of jeans, and T-shirt. I still found it nice to be able to dress casual in the morning. Mason put on a pair of sweatpants, and a long sleeved shirt. We went downstairs, and again Rube had invaded our kitchen to make coffee. I really wish he wouldn't do that I feel dumb standing in my house while someone else is doing something.
"Who's this?" Mason asked.
"Hi, I'm Colvin," he said, with a Texas accent. He held out his hand.
"Mason," he said, shaking his hand.
He smiled at me. "Beautiful, what would your name be?"
"Taken," I growled.
He sighed, and then saw Daisy. "And this lovely creature here is?" He took her hand and kissed it.
"Daisy," she replied.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady."
"Down Romeo."
He back off, though I had a feeling that he was going to be pursuing us relentlessly, I missed Roxy already. Daisy and I both poured ourselves cups of the fresh coffee that Rube had been kind enough to make, and sat down at the kitchen table. Mason stood behind me, his arms around me protectively. Like he'd think I'd ever go for a guy like that in a million years! I hate jock types, they're so boring. Besides, if I did like that type would I have ever done ANYTHING with Mason. He's so cute when he's insecure!
"All right, so you've all met Colvin, he's Roxy's replacement, he doesn't have a day job, just like the rest of you," Rube said, sitting down across from Mason and me. "He's also going to need a place to crash till he finds his own."
I looked at Daisy, and then looked up at Mason. We all had the same idea, we didn't want him in our house. Sure there was plenty of room, but we didn't want someone living in our living room!
"You're not suggesting what I think you're suggesting are you Rube?" Mason asked.
"Only for a few days, this place is huge, I won't overstay my welcome," Colvin said, smiling at us.
"It's just we're all in a routine around here, and another person in the house will screw everything up."
"I won't stay very long, I promise."
I knew that this guy was not going to back down, and that none of us would be able to get him to change his mind. After a few more minutes of arguing, just in case we had gotten the wrong impression, we decided to stop wasting time. So the annoying Texan was going to be living for us for a while, I hope that he really did decide to stay only a little while. Rube handed us each our post-its, and Colvin proceeded to go outside to get some shit. I had a funny feeling that Colvin had stayed the night at Rube's and it had not gone well, and he decided to pawn him on us as a punishment for making Roxy leave.
I looked at my post-it, and I had half an hour to get there. "I'm borrowing the car, I'll call when I get to school, and one of you can pick it up!" I called, grabbing my coat and running out the door.
I got into the car, and drove to where I had to be, a mall today. People really do die just about everywhere. I parked, and went inside, I looked at my watch, and had ten minutes before D. Waits was to die, and less then half an hour before my first class started. The way today had gone I had a funny feeling that this was going to be a hard soul to get over. I picked up my phone and called the house.
"Hello!" I heard Colvin say.
"What the fuck are you doing answering our phone!" I heard Mason scream in the background. "Give me that fuck ass!"
"Hi," I said, when I was sure it was him.
"Hey Georgie, are you done?"
"Not quite, could you meet me at the school I have a feeling this one's gonna be hard one and I need to get to class."
"All right, can you believe that little shit actually picked up the phone!"
I smiled. "I guess we're going to have to lay down some rules while he's around."
Mason sighed. "Georgie, can't we just kick him out?"
"We told him he can stay for a little while, he'll stay for a little while."
"Fine, anyway I'm going to let you go so I can get over to the school, all right."
"Thank you, have I ever mentioned how much I love you?"
"You can mention it again."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too." Silence. "Don't fucking look at me like that! Not, you Georgie, I've gotta go, bye." I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to him. I laughed, Colvin was messing with the wrong person. I put the phone in my pocket and proceeded into the mall in the place where D. Waits was supposed to die in now, five minutes. I looked around and the place was pretty busy. I looked around, looking for anything that seemed like a risk factor, then I saw a graveling playing by an open escalator pit.
I looked at my watch one minute, then I saw a girl with tons of bags, rushing toward where the men were working on the escalator. I reached over and took her soul. She didn't seem to be looking where she was going, and just continued walking. She had headphones on and didn't hear the repair guys screaming at her to stop. She tripped right into the pit, her bags flying everywhere, and she landed on her head.
I walked passed the escalator, and looked down in the pit. She was the bottom, kind of folded up with bags and stuff all over her, a crowd was starting to form, so I motioned for her to follow me, which she did.
"What's going on?" she asked confused.
"You're dead."
"Oh, so what happens now."
"Well if you're ready to go you cross over, but if not I need to help you with that, so come with me." She began following me. "All right, I lied, just come with me, I have a class but I have a friend who's really good at this stuff, and he'll help you realize whatever you need to before you can move on."
She nodded. "Um, so what are you exactly?"
"A grim reaper, as is my friend."
"If you're a grim reaper why are you in such a hurry?"
"Well, grim reapers perform a service for people, but occasionally the trying to have an afterlife gets in the way, that's why we work in groups, so my friend's going to meet us on campus, and help you with whatever you need to do, when he'd done you'll see a nice lights show, and you'll go wherever it is you dead people go."
"I'm not become like you am I?"
"No, I wouldn't be here if you were replacing me." She nodded, and we got to the car. She looked at it, and I got in and unlocked the door. "Well get in, I'm going to be late."
She shrugged. "So what's your name? I'm Darla."
"George."
"And your friend's name?"
"Mason."
"What language do you think in?"
"Uh, English, can we please stop the twenty one questions?"
"Well how am I supposed to get to know you?"
"You're not supposed to get to know me, you're supposed to be moving on."
She sighed, loudly. "Well, this is just no fun."
"I would suspect that the fun part of being dead comes after you cross over."
"You haven't yet?"
"No, that's why I'm undead."
"Oh, I see. So how does the undead thing work?"
"Well, for me I replaced the reaper that took my soul."
She nodded. "So that means that I can't be undead?"
"Yeah, I think it does."
She nodded. "Well that hardly seems fair cause you look like you'd rather be dead dead, and I wanna be undead and I can't."
"Life's not fair."
"This isn't life."
"Then death isn't fair either."
She growled at me. "Well this isn't much fun. Maybe your friend will be more fun!"
I shrugged. "Who knows, well look at that we're almost there, and I have ten minutes to spare before class. I pulled up to the school, and Mason was sitting on the sidewalk. I got out of the car, tossed him the keys, and as we passed by each other, I grabbed him, and kissed him.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"I just felt like it, I'll see you after class, sexy," I whispered in his ear.
"Tonight's gonna be fun Georgie!"
I smiled and went to class. I sat down, and wondered what kind of day Mason would have with Colvin and a wayward soul. I was really glad that I had classes all day that day. My classes actually went pretty well that day. When I was done at school I decided that I didn't really want to go home right away to see how things were working out with Colvin and what had happened with Darla. I passed by the park and sure enough Reggie was there swinging. I walked over to her and she stopped.
"What's up?" I asked her.
"Not too much, my mom got mad at me today for defending my dad," she explained.
"What did she say that made you feel you had to defend him?" I asked.
"She told me that he was having tons of affairs, and I told her that it was all in her head."
If only the poor kid knew the truth about her father. Part of me wanted to tell her about what happened at school the other day, but I decided that what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
I half heartedly smiled at her. "I'm sure your mom has her reasons for thinking like that, and you have your reasons for believing that your dad isn't just some regular old guy."
She smiled. "I can see what you're saying, but it's hard to have a different opinion then my mom."
Don't I know it! "I know how that feels, but you have to always remember that they are your parents and they love you."
She hugged me. "I know it's just hard right now. I really should be at home, as much as I don't like being there when they're both there."
I nodded. "Yeah, me too, one of my roommate's cousin's are in town, and I think that my other roommate will need a break."
"Thank you for listening, for what little bit we got to talk."
"I'm always here for you, remember that Reggie."
She nodded, and headed off in the direction of her place. I sat there thinking for a little while, before I decided to go back to my own place. When I opened the door, I was greeted by yelling. Daisy was screaming at Colvin about something. Mason was sitting on the couch. Darla was sitting next to him, trying to cuddle with him, but Mason kept on moving.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked.
"This pace is fun!!" Darla exclaimed. "Although this guy isn't."
"She says she won't go until she has one more, you know, romp in earthly delights."
"Not with my boyfriend you won't! Why don't you go after Colvin?"
"I wouldn't go after that with a twenty foot pole!"
I laughed. "It's good to know that Daisy and I aren't the only ones who don't wanna touch him."
"Keep your filthy little hands off of me! I have a soul to take, now if you'll excuse me!" Daisy yelled, slamming the door in Colvin's face."So I'm not getting my last request?" asked Darla.
"Your only option is Colvin."
She shrugged. "So how does one move on?"
"Well when you're ready you see a light show, and you go toward, and then who knows what happens after that."
A few minutes later she saw the light show, which looked like Woodstock, I thought she was a flower child. Once she was gone I turned to Mason, and we both went up to our room. Unfortunately before we could even kiss Colvin was rapping on the door.
"Get rid of him," I hissed at Mason.
He nodded. "That was the plan Georgie."
"We're busy!"
Instead of doing the polite thing, he opened the door, and walked into the room. "I don't like it when people close their doors, it gives me the creeps," he explained.
"It gives people behind said close door privacy," Mason told him.
"Who needs privacy, it's so overrated."
"In this place we value our privacy, and expect anyone, even unwanted guests to respect our privacy."
He shrugged, and jumped onto the bed. I grumbled, and proceeded to leave the room.
"Georgie! Come back here!" Mason exclaimed, coming after me, Colvin followed. "Look we're going out, don't do anything while we're gone!"
Mason grabbed my hand, and we went out the door. Daisy was sitting in the car, listening to the radio. We got into the backseat.
"I thought you had a soul?" I asked her.
"I lied," she responded. "I'll drive you wherever you want to go!"
"All right."
"I want some time with Georgie, you remember that place I was telling you about earlier today?" Mason asked."Yeah, I remember where you told me it was," Daisy replied.
"Take us there, I think Georgie needs to go."
So I was going with Mason to some mystery destination. Daisy dropped us off and to my surprise we seemed to be at a boxing place of some sort. He took my hand and we walked in. As soon as we did the few people there, turned around to look who was entering.
"Mason!" an older guy exclaimed. "What has it been now ten years?"
"Yeah, probably something like that. This is my girl George, I'm going to help her get some stress out, some people have been bugging her of late."
The guy nodded. "You never change, I swear you have that Dick Clark non-aging gene!"
Mason grinned. "Some of us are just lucky I guess."
He gave us each a pair of gloves, and something to protect your head. Mason also bought some mouth guards, and we proceeded to step into the ring. We still hadn't put in the mouth guards, nor the glove for the hand holding it.
"Have you done this before?" he asked.
"No," I replied.
"It's really easy, you just kind of go around trying to hit me, and block my punches. It gets stress out. Keep it about the belt, and when you think that you're calm, we'll go back home." I nodded, and we both put the rest of the stuff on. I giggled when I saw Mason in the get up, but soon realized that I probably looked just as stupid, if not more. I started punching him, and at first he let me hit him. After a few minutes he started tapping me back, and we had a lot of fun. Neither of us hurt each other, but it really did relive a lot of my stress. I hardly remember that my father had hit on me, or Millie, whoever. I almost forgot that Colvin was going to be staying with us for a little while longer yet, it felt good to be out doing something different with Mason. We stayed there about an hour, until a couple of guys came in and looked like they wanted to fight. We returned the stuff, accept for the mouth guards, and decided to walk home instead of calling Daisy to pick us up. We got outside and he took my hand.
"Feel a little better?" he asked.
"Yeah, I do thank you." I stopped, and leaned over to kiss him. We kissed for a moment before we proceeded on our walk.
"So did you think Darla was hot?" I asked him.
"No, she kinda scared me, I wouldn't have done anything with her even if I wasn't completely in love with you," he answered.
I smiled. "That's nice to know. So how long do you think we'll be stuck with Colvin?"
"Until we tell him to get the fuck out."
"Can we do it when we get home?"
Mason laughed. "We'll give him a couple nights, maybe help prove me wrong."
I shrugged. "I somehow doubt it."
He nodded. "Yeah, we said he could crash there for a little while, so we'll let him stay for a few days, what's the worse that could happen?"
End
End notes: stay tuned for part 13, when the worst does happen when Colvin has been there a week and still doesn't get a clue! How will they ever get rid of him? Will they get Roxy to come back? Keep reading… FYI for anyone who reads this and was wondering about rockstar boy Colt he is coming soon!! He's not going to be an ass like Colvin I promise! Hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger